Chapter 20 Breakfast in Bed

Doctor Lewis arrived not long after Asher made a few phone calls. He has been the Collins' family doctor ever since Asher's mom started feeling weak and slight pains. It was also Doctor Lewis who persuaded his parents to undergo several tests and thorough medical check-ups to make sure of what was making her health drop so rapidly. His mom did not want it at first, thinking she was just getting older and it was normal to feel tired easily, until she collapsed. She made a death wish request to Doctor Lewis to become the family's private physician and keep her husband and son healthy as much as he could do as a doctor.

"Thank you for coming, Doc," Asher gratefully welcomed the doctor. He was only in a hotel gown as his clothes were wet. He will ask the hotel to send over new sets of clothes later.

"I was worried when you said you were drugged, so I came as fast as I could," Doctor Lewis is only in his forties. And he is equally grateful to serve the Collins. They have been so generous and supportive in his medical projects over the years they have been connected. And even the Collins company employees are sent to his clinic to have their annual medical tests required for every employee and company to provide for legal documentations.

Collins is one of his biggest and VIP clients.

"Yeah, I just hope it will still appear in the test, and we can use it in court," Asher spoke with calmness. He was not as mad as anyone could expect for someone who had been drugged. It puzzled the doctor, but he couldn't ask unrelated questions.

"I will get to the lab right away," Doctor Lewis did not have to know any details his client was not willing to share on their own. He needs to do his job as perfectly as he can manage to be helpful. Especially if it's going to be proof of evidence, he just took Asher's blood sample and left.

Asher called for room service to send them breakfast and sets of clothes for Bianca and him. It was almost noon. He was sure Bianca would be famished but would be too tired to even get up to do anything. He will have to bring her breakfast in bed and feed her if necessary. They are going to attend a wedding tomorrow to meet his dad, so he was thinking about letting her get a good rest to wake up fresh the next day. She is too tempting lying on the bed naked before his eyes, but he is worried she will be exhausted and be in a bad mood when they go to meet his dad.

That cannot happen!

The food and clothes arrived. Now He has to wake her up to eat.

"Bianca..." he lightly nudged her as he laid on top of the covers that cozily wrapped around her. Asher was feeling over the moon to realize how it felt to wake up with her in bed. He is still feeling all of these are unreal, but with the fact that he can touch her, not only see her, as what he would when he fantasizes about her, he is entirely certain he isn't dreaming. He pecked a kiss on her forehead with his lips widely smiling.

"Hmmmmmm...." Bianca stretched her arms and legs, groaning. She squinted her eyes and smiled when she saw Asher right in front of her as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Good morning, oh, it's almost noon," Asher chuckled at his greeting. He was even more elated to see her smile when she saw him. He was relieved to think she did not wake up to realize she regretted anything that took place last night.

"I feel too tired and..." Bianca's voice was throaty and soft as she talked just to pause. Then her cheeks turned a pinkish red.

Asher moved his head back to see her whole face. He saw her turned even more flushed under his gaze.

"Tired and ...?" he asked in amusement and curiosity.

He finds her look so entertaining and enchanting. She wasn't seducing him, he could tell, but he was so enthralled at her mien.

Bianca felt even more bashful at his amused looks at her that she hid under the covers. She couldn't tell him that she was feeling too stored after such an extreme sexual rendezvous she had just had with him all night.

"Bianca, tell me... What is it?" Asher was so curious to know what was making her act so sheepishly after seeing a wild side of her last night.

Bianca closed her eyes tightly. Still under the covers, she was racking her brains for something acceptable to say. She cleared her throat and answered meekly.

"I'm hungry..." she winced as she said the only idea that could be justifiable in her state as of the moment. Hoping her words would convince him.

Asher got off the bed, and Bianca could feel him walking away. She pulled the cover off her face when she heard the sound of something rolling on the floor. She saw a cart Asher was pushing closer towards the bedside.

"I gathered you would be famished since it's noon already. So I ordered for room service," Asher sat back beside her. "Can you sit up?" He piled a few pillows next to the headboard for her to lean her back on. To his great wonder, he saw her blushing again. He was flabbergasted! He paused for a while and thought of what could make her react in such a way. He did not say anything sensual or sexual. Why would she turn beet red? He tried to recall what he had just said. He just asked her if she could sit up, right?

An idea came to him. He carefully and ever so cautiously asked again.

"Do you feel sore...?"

Bianca bit her lips, and with her eyes shut, she nodded.

Asher scooped her in his arms, one under her nape while another under her knees, and helped her lean on the pile of pillows he stacked behind her. "I'm so sorry, I will get you a med to soothe the pain, but you have to eat first. We can stay to rest until you feel better."

"Thanks," Bianca shyly murmured.

Bianca could not blame him for how she was feeling right now. She could recall how he had been too cautious about causing her pain or any discomfort last night, but she was like a canary set free from the cage, she was out of control, flying and soaring as high as she could. She was like a wild beast after a taste of something that her senses had never had before, exhilarating and wildly addicting. She covered her face with both her hands. When she remembered how she begged him for more, she wanted to cry and bury herself on the ground.

Asher could make a wild guess of how she was feeling right now, so he kept his mouth shut and hid his smiles so as not to make her feel any more awkward. Instead, he reminded her that she had saved him.

"No, thanks to you, I am still alive," he carefully moved her and helped her sit comfortably. "And so, let me serve you," he fixed the duvet to get her covered so she wouldn't feel too embarrassed before him.

Making sure she was settled comfortably, he started to feed her some soup.

"Asher Collins, I am sore down there," Bianca pointed her lips to between her legs. "I can still eat on my own. I hope you are here to join me," she added. Although she was confident he wouldn't have his breakfast without her, she tried to provoke him to make him eat along with her.

"I will eat after you. I'm afraid I have drained your strength all night," Asher replied casually, still feeding her.

"I don't wanna eat alone. You make me feel like I'm a patient," Bianca complained. She was actually feeling even more bashful that his attention was all focused on her. She is well seated. The soreness between her legs was just second to the feeling of uneasiness in her mind that he was too focused on feeding her. She worried she would feel constipated holding her breath as she ate.

"Okay, okay," Asher pulled a small folding table under the cart and placed it above Bianca's thighs. Then he moved the plates of food from the cart to the small table-tray.

"That's better," Bianca smiled victoriously.